In a land far, far away, there is a place called Havana where the rivers run free and commercialism has yet to hold a solid grip. Yes, you guessed it. This place is Cuba. Just a few years ago, the gates to this treasured place were opened up to Americans (only about 50 years afterContinue reading “A Hop Across the Pond”
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365 days. And what an incredible year it’s been! On this day last year, April 9, 2017, I returned home from my 5-month jaunt to South America. I have no problem admitting that I was homesick and missed family and friends like never before. I craved NJ. That’s something only a select few can ever sayContinue reading “One Year”
The Return: (North) ‘Merica
Well, it’s late July. Not sure exactly how time travels so quickly but if we could monetize that speed none of us would need to work ever again. In this short time, I realized a few things. First, I kinda sorta needed a job. Second, a shower and haircut were imminent. And third, I wasContinue reading “The Return: (North) ‘Merica”
A Reunion in Haiti – vol. 2
During the week, it was Alexa’s birthday. She runs the childrens’ home and we all ran to a beautiful farm to celebrate the day. The farm was organic and used ingenious methods to grow crops and other plants cheaply and efficiently. It was so much cooler on the top of the mountain where the grassesContinue reading “A Reunion in Haiti – vol. 2”
A Reunion in Haiti – vol. 1
140 days past. Countless memories. Countless people. Countless blessings. It’s pretty incredible up to this point that I haven’t lost anything…or worse. My mind is everywhere. Riding a taxi to the airport after a nice final morning walking the streets of Santiago with a friend brought so many thoughts to the fold. My final hoursContinue reading “A Reunion in Haiti – vol. 1”
An illustrious half week in Futaleufu filled with camping, rafting, and lots of outdoors led to some pangs of desire for urban life. I had been in the lesser populated and incredibly beautiful nature I so desperately craved coming from the graveled earth of the NYC metro area. But now, I wanted that city experience again.Continue reading “Riding North”
The Road to Futaleufu
It was back to two backpacks now. The nice part about hiking for 8 days is that you only need to bring one. I left the other in the hotel. Clamoring to the bus station, I rode to Punta Arenas. Another coastal town about 4 hours further south. It was here, the following morning, thatContinue reading “The Road to Futaleufu”
So I know that I’ve been counting down the days and the plan was to arrive on April 24. However, I lied. And it worked. My family never saw it coming but I flew in yesterday to NYC after spending a beautiful week in Haiti. More on that in a future post. Sunday dinners areContinue reading “A Surprise”
Kayaking Upsala Lake during a mini ‘tsunami’ and living to tell the tale. Even better, exaggerating the story amongst ourselves over dinner that night.
The challenges of biking the Ruta de los Siete Lagos (7 Lakes Route) over 3 days.